That being said, I am about to alter a famous Benjamin Franklin quote to suit my own convictions. "Coffee is proof that God loves children, and wants people to be parents."- Jessica Cooper as inspired by Ol' Ben.
I was once an energetic morning person, filled with joy and wonder at the rising sun of each new day. BUT NO LONGER! Oh the joy is still there, but the ability to throw myself out of bed into the rushing water of each day is greatly diminished. And by diminished, I mean nonexistent. Here we are now at the crux of my new ideology: Coffee is a gift to help parents run on autopilot long enough in the mornings till their brains catch up with their bodies and the kids.
I never drank coffee growing up, but my mom did. And my mom is hardcore; she drinks black coffee several times a day. I tasted the stuff and was disgusted and surprised that she could stomach it at all. However, in my college years tempered with tons of sugar and cream I would drink the stuff to stay awake to study. This sugared down drink was a once in awhile pleasure taken recreationally with no real thought throughout my adulthood.
Then, I had twins. Now, I was aware from the get-go that this would be life altering. How could having two babies at once not change your life? But I never thought I would be so exhausted! Me- who rose with the sun each day. Me- who stayed up late and woke up early with little effort. However, my energy levels had never been so tested or taxed. I thought myself invincible to fatigue. So you can imagine my surprise, when I found myself unable to move my limbs or hold my eyes open in morning. My babies mimicking my old vitality and waking with the sun made my eyes burn and my nerves raw. I decided to give my mom's cure all a try. A large cup of coffee, still sweetened for goodness sake, and I was up arunning like old times. I thought this is a miracle of miracles. I now understand my mother's penchant for foldgers. This stuff is amazing. But there is of course a catch to every cure all. You come to a point where you need coffee to get going. I am no longer able to start the day without a cup. And while I don't believe this to be inherently bad, I am a little saddened at the loss of natural alertness I have been known for.
So here is to coffee, a necessary evil or required boon of being a mother to two beautiful girls!
Twinformation:
The girls are growing like weeds!
Ruby is a zerburting queen. She is 23 3/4 in long and weighs in at 11lbs 7oz. She is bright eyed and always watching everything. She is quick with a smile. She loves playing with her feet, listening to music, and touching people's faces. She refuses to use a bottle and is definitely a momma's girl.
Cadence is a true squealer. She is 2ft long and weighs almost 13lbs. She is on the move constantly and is almost crawling. She loves being tickled and tossed, talking, and attacking the burp cloth. She is a giggler! She loves to eat and doesn't care who feeds her or what it is either. She is friendly and outgoing.
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